
Hearing the Altar's nonsense, Alana immediately broke their arms, then stared intently at this man before her.
“Do not be a playboy, how many women have you given such a greeting?” alana asked in an annoyed tone, hearing the words of love from the Altar, instead of being happy Alana even felt furious.
Seeing Alana's reaction, the Altar gave her smile, funny. True as he guessed, Alana would not believe it.
“Look at my eyes,” says Altar after kekehjust subsided.
Alana who was upset could only obey, she looked into the eyes of the Altar with her sharp gaze.
But that sharp gaze instantly decayed as it looked at the Altar who was looking at him deeply. Then just as time stopped ticking, Alana felt the altar peeking at her cheek at a glance, then stood back up and looked at her fixedly.
While Alana, still petrified where she stood while returning the gaze of the Altar was no less deep. His blood was getting hotter and he had no power to say anything. Even angry screaming is not possible.
“Al, I don't want to talk much, I just want to show it directly to you,” said Altar. Earnest. The love he feels will only be shown through his attitude, not just words.
Hearing that, Alana was stunned.
Didn't expect that they would be in a situation like this, talking about love.
“Al, do you want to marry me? Now, at this time, near, not later, not waiting for us to graduate High School or graduate college, but at this time,” explained Altar directly, do not want to delay time.
And Alana is getting flabbergasted.
“Married when we were in high school?” alana asked, with her mouth open, shocked and disbelieving by what she had just heard.
“Do not joke,” timpal Alana again,
Then looked at the Altar that shook its head, slowly.
“I'm not kidding, Al” replied Altar, sure.
Alana shook her head.
“Married it is not only about love Al, but our readiness, indeed you are ready to marry me?” alana asked seriously, Alana realized, she was not old enough to behave like a wife. He can't even cook. Waking up still bad luck and lazy to clean his own room.
“If only I myself am ready will not be able to, that is why, I want you to be ready too. If we're both ready, I'm sure we can,” clear Altar, but Alana keeps denying it.
“Why are you suddenly discussing this?’ asked Alana and the Altar who heard the question immediately gasped. Confused what to answer. Be honest or what.
But when he remembered Aslan's father, the Altar again found its composure. Aslan's father had already said that he would always support himself.
“Tadi, Aslan's father said to me, about the responsibility as a man,” explained Altar, starting to seek a defense.
“I just want to protect you Al, I don't want to damage you before we're halal. You know what I mean?” ask the Altar again with a soft voice,
Alana, just understand what the Altar means. They are too young to talk about love, but they understand enough about the sin they could have committed.
Even now, they have been hugging each other tightly, despite knowing that it should not be done.
“Think of my invitation first, but as long as you think it should not avoid me, we remain as usual, yes?” pinta Altar, he then grasped one of Alana's hands that felt so cold.
The altar breathed a sigh of relief, when it saw Alana nodding her head. Even Alana returned to her according as the Altar pulled back and hugged her tightly.
I don't want to be a hypocrite, because I feel the same way.
After Altar's departure, Alana went into her house with many thoughts in her head. It turned out that his father and mother were still waiting for the child to enter, Aslan and Kiran were sitting in the living room at that time.
Aydan went into the room first. Seeing that her parents were still there, Alana decided to sit down and intended to speak to her about getting married at a very young age.
“Bu, Dad,” call Alana, shortly after she sits down perfectly.
“What's the matter dear?” Kiran answered, then fixed her seat and now looked at the child.
The night was getting late, it was almost 10 p.m. But these three people were still not sleepy. Still busy with a lot of thoughts in their heads.
Earlier, when Alana and the altar in front, Aslan also told his wife, if now the Altar already knew about Widya's disease. Also about his advice, to marry Alana.
Kiran almost cried when she heard that, along with feeling the sadness felt by the Altar.
But not yet had his tears down, Aslan immediately sipped his wife's lips. Didn't want Kiran to cry at this moment.
And now, Aslan and Kiran both knew what his son was going to say. But they, will pretend not to know, then answer according to their capacity as parents.
“Bu, do you think Alana's mother can get married at this young age?” alana asked directly, she was very confused to start asking where, and only one question was the one she could finally say.
Hearing that, the two netra Kiran were breaking into a pattern. Pretending not to know where the child is talking.
“What do you mean Al? Married young? Who wants to get married?” ask Kiran bertubi. Alana exhaled her breath slowly.
Then by himself, he began to recount all the words of the Altar earlier, nothing he was lacking.
“True Altar Al, I do want you to marry, I do not want you and the Altar together for too long without any ties, I do not want you to be entangled in the sin of Nak, marriage is worship, worship, so it would be better if you guys synchronize it.”
“But Alana is still in school Well, did you allow Alana to get married at this age?” alana asked, excited and in disbelief. It still feels too fast.
“Al, you are not alone dear, there is a father and mother, there is also a Great father and Mother Wid, we can not just let you go, even after marriage, you are still in our supervision, we are not,” now Kiran answers, making her son sure.
“Later Altar would like to feed me what, he will still be school, not yet working,” replied Alana, innocently.
Kiran chuckles, while Aslan restrains her chuckle.
“Honey, do we need to discuss gono gini treasure now?” tawar Kiran's.
Since leaving the car showroom, Agung decided to make a workshop. Currently the Great workshop was getting bigger, even having branches everywhere. That workshop is now the focus of the Great family's life.
Who else if not the Altar who has to take care of the workshop. It does not even need to be taken care of, it only needs to be taken care of occasionally and money continues to flow in his account.
Alana sneered and stared confusedly at the two parents.
“You know Al, the mountain looks very high, but as we continue to walk and climb it. There it looks the same as below.” Aslan said, after a long time they all fell silent.
“Like a wedding, maybe for you it feels very difficult, but when you live it, it is not too difficult.”